Out in the Black

The sky is low
Out here nothing but pain grows
Sifting through the muck
No where to go now
Like a broken down pickup truck

I hear your name
Whistling through the wind
Like a sweet tinnitus ring
I hear your name
I don't need a lot
Just keep talking to me please

Out in the black
Where the stars are supposed to shine back
We were told we would find our way
Follow the light and everything will be okay

The sky is gone
Out there nothing except bones
Sifting through the dirt
With bleeding hands now
Clawing at the walls

I hear your name
Sizzling through the day
Like a surprise acid rain
I hear your name
It is fading fast
Just keep talking to me please

Out in the black
Where the stars are supposed to shine back
We were told we would find our way
Follow the light and everything will be okay

That was the past
When the world cried out instead of laughed
We were older then we should have been
For following the orders of insane old men